Tuesday, October 13, 2009

spiralling words

honestly, i don't feel my feet on the ground.it's like, i know how to swimyet i am flapping in the wateri know about the theories, i've drawn a mind mapi have the skeleton, i even have the flesh, the muscles. but it lacks a heart.

i wonder if birds ever forget how to fly?

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constipated. that's the look i wear on my face these days.

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i woke up at 3am. at 4am. and at 6am. then i gave up sleeping.

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i'm thinking of mum all of a sudden. as jessie was going out to work today,i got up from my work to say goodbye to her. i remember jumping out from bed to say bye to mum every morningi was 6 thensometimes i would sit beside her and played around with her cosmeticsas she got dressed for worki can still remember the smell of her La Poem perfumeand her well-pressed shoulder padded suits